I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

At the pharmaceutical company's reception desk, a young receptionist was sorting through documents. Tears welled in her eyes, having just heard the press conference. Her child had also received a vaccine from the company, and she wondered if she was one of the victims, as many children who had received the problematic vaccine had not yet shown any symptoms.

She picked up the phone and dialed home. She needed to know her child was safe. She needed to know the truth.

"Baby, Mommy will be home soon." Her voice was trembling, full of worry and love. "Mommy loves you, baby."

The pharmaceutical companies' crimes could no longer be concealed, and their collapse had begun. Government investigations, public outrage, and the suffering of their victims were all driving the pharmaceutical companies toward their demise.

Zhang Wanqing stood at the office window, gazing at the city outside, her heart filled with emotion. She had never imagined she would experience so much after traveling back in time from ancient times. Although these things had been difficult to overcome, she was relieved. These experiences were something she could never experience elsewhere.

Sunlight streamed through the courthouse's high windows, casting dappled shadows across the cold marble floor. The pharmaceutical executives, once incredibly powerful, now sat pale in the dock, their hands bound in cold handcuffs, their eyes filled with anxiety and fear. Inside the courtroom, the crowd murmured, awaiting the trial's start.

The judge walked into the courtroom, his eyes stern and resolute. He banged the gavel and declared the court open. "Court is now open. We will try the pharmaceutical company executives for suspected illegal human experimentation, fraud, and endangering public safety."

The prosecutor stood up, his voice resonant and powerful, each word like a hammer hammering down on the defendant's heart. "We have ample evidence proving that the pharmaceutical company's executives illegally conducted human experiments and produced a faulty vaccine. They knew the vaccine contained serious problems, yet they still pushed it onto the market. They injected children with the faulty vaccine without their knowledge, causing harm to innocent children. Their actions constitute a crime."

The defense attorney stood up, his voice calm and methodical, attempting to defend the defendants. "My clients were misunderstood. They didn't intend to harm anyone. Opening a laboratory and developing new vaccines is also for the benefit of more patients. They knew these experimental vaccines might have some minor side effects, but any experiment is uncontrollable, and no one knows the ultimate impact. The children are innocent, but the problem with the vaccine was simply a technical error, not an intentional one."

The defense lawyer's words seemed to be an excuse for the senior executives of the pharmaceutical company in order to mitigate their guilt.

However, the defense attorney's voice grew weaker as prosecutors presented internal pharmaceutical company emails, meeting minutes, and lab reports, evidence that clearly demonstrated the knowledge and involvement of senior executives at the company, making their guilt irrefutable.

The victims' families sat in the gallery, tears welling in their eyes. A mother stood up, her voice trembling but firm. "My child is now permanently disabled because of a faulty vaccine from the pharmaceutical company. How could you treat our child like this?" Her voice echoed throughout the courtroom, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.

"What if it was your own child? Your child also received the problematic vaccine and became disabled for life. Would you still be so calm? Why don't you say something? You don't dare to say anything, right? You are a bunch of beasts, worse than beasts!" The mother was very excited. The judge reminded her not to say anything more and not to affect the order of the court.

The pharmaceutical executives sat in the dock, their heads bowed, unable to face those angry and sad eyes. They knew that their crimes could no longer be concealed, and their greed and cruelty had been exposed to the sun.

The trial lasted several days, and finally, the judge announced the verdict. The pharmaceutical company executives were sentenced to heavy penalties. Their crimes were made public, and they would pay the price for their crimes.

All those involved in the development of the problematic vaccine in the laboratory were sentenced, including Lin Hao.

A pharmaceutical factory once protected by the government was forced to close, its sign removed, and its laboratory sealed. The factory's crimes have become a historical lesson, reminding the world that greed and cruelty will eventually be punished.

Zhang Wanqing stood outside the court, the sun shining on her face, tears glistening in her eyes. She thought of the children who had been left with lifelong disabilities due to the problematic vaccines they had received. Where was justice for them?

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, illuminating Zhang Wanqing's face as she sat on a park bench, a cup of warm coffee in her hand. The pharmaceutical factory incident had come to an end, but her heart remained mired in turmoil. Visions of the victims' families weeping and the despair of the pharmaceutical company's executives in court resurfaced in her mind.

This was the first time she had time to sit down and think quietly after the incident. The closure of the pharmaceutical factory had a huge impact on the local community and economy. Many families lost their jobs and the future of their children became uncertain.

Zhang Wanqing knew she had to do something. She couldn't let these families face the difficulties of life after having experienced such great pain.

She stood up and decided to meet with Li Wei and Fu Siyuan; they must discuss how to help these families. She walked through the park, her steps firm and powerful.

Li Wei and Fu Siyuan were already waiting in the office. Their eyes held the same firmness and determination. They knew that although the incident at the pharmaceutical factory was over, their work had just begun.

"We can't let these families be abandoned like this," Zhang Wanqing said with a hint of determination in her voice. "We must help them rebuild their lives."

"We can set up a foundation and use our influence and resources to provide legal and financial support to these families," said Li Wei.

"I have some friends in the legal field who can help us. We can use legal means to protect the rights and interests of these families," Fu Siyuan also said.

They began to discuss the specific plan, and every detail was carefully considered.

Zhang Wanqing sat in her office, her eyes piled high with documents. She was writing a report on the foundation's work. She knew she was doing something meaningful. Fu Siyuan was contacting legal professionals to provide legal aid and advice to these families. Li Wei was processing the donations received so far, ensuring the foundation's accounts were detailed and transparent.

A few days later, the foundation was officially established. They held a simple ceremony, inviting the media and the victims' families. Zhang Wanqing stood at the podium, her voice firm and powerful.

"Today, we are here to help the families who have been hurt by the pharmaceutical factory incident." There was a slight tremor in her voice, but her eyes remained firm. "We will do our best to help them rebuild their lives and provide legal and financial support to these families."

The victims' families in the audience had tears in their eyes and their applause was warm and long-lasting. They knew that although the pain could not be erased, at least there were people willing to stand by them and support them.

As the foundation grew, more and more people began to pay attention to the incident. Some companies began donating, and some volunteers began to join their ranks. Zhang Wanqing, Fu Siyuan, Li Wei, and others became busy, not only handling donations and legal matters, but also providing psychological support to the victims' families.

Money may solve financial difficulties, but it can't resolve psychological damage. So Zhang Wanqing led a team of volunteer counselors to provide psychological counseling to the children and counseling to their families, so they can find hope in their new lives.